”Goodnight Starlight, I lay you to rest…”
The screams echoed through the empty halls. Reverberations almost joyous as they sprang so quickly, thrashing themselves against the wall and bouncing amidst the fray. As soon as arriving at the final step on the stairs, seeing the open door almost taunting you with flashes of light from the very end of this unnerving walkway.
”Close your eyes, this peace may be best…”
Shuffles sound through this hollow home as well. Almost as if a frightened animal was fighting for it’s life. They are hauntingly followed by loud THUDS!, and SLAMS! There was a feeling in the air reminiscent of a bad taste you have accommodated on your tongue many a time before.
”Dream a good dream, and smile like you used to.
And I promise dear, I’ll smile for you…”
This taste, what possibly could it be? And that moment was utterly terrifying, if it wasn’t of importance to stay on your feet and keep taking those small steps forward you would have dropped to your knees. For that taste…was blood. Not surprising sure, but it was not the surprise that hit you with such inertia. It was the sudden embodiment of all the fears that have been using your mind as a playground.
”I know this is the last time, I guide you to sleep.
But please I ask you, please don’t weep…”
Mustering up strength you force your legs to take large steps though disoriented you manage to keep your balance. Almost stumbling over your own feet intoxicated by this feeling, this feeling like you can’t find air to breathe. Suddenly you inhale and exhale quickly, your heart rate raises. almost falling you manage to gain balance and set your awkward footing again as the door is getting closer and closer. This horrible fate your convinced you will see is looming over you as if it were an orchestra droning a tune of utter dismay into your ears. as you finally see it and you can’t help but to try and say something but your too stunned to get a full word out it just comes out something like;
Jittering each little section out of your mouth each one harder then the other. Tears stream down your cheek your not sure if whats in front of you is possible. ‘Please be a dream!’ you repeat, and repeat, and repeat inside your head. You can’t look away though you want to, you want to run and fly from the balcony in hopes you’ll awake on your way to the floor. But this scene will not fade you blink and take it in again as if it’s deja vu.
Seeing the rugged spine joints poking from this man’s back. Clothes torn and his body seems like it’s bruised and and scarred as if he were drug over rock and dirt before he got here. He looks frail and underfed hunched, shaking, and rocking back and forth in the corner. Crimson illuminated all around him accented by each strike of lightning that shed it’s light into the small room. Sounds of wheezing could be heard and something close to the noise of someone rummaging through something wet and thick. As you look to the most unnerving piece of this sick puzzle.
This man’s arm buried within something in his lap. And from his lap laying pale and still other then sudden jolts and twitches is a small arm and draping over it is thick silky brown hair. These things so familiar. That hand you have held too many times whether it was to guide or to comfort. That hair you have brushed from a crying face so many times attempting to uncover a smile. That smile it seems so far away as you look now the only look you see is one of wide eyes staring at you afraid. The look you never thought you would ever see upon the face of a child, especially not your child. As a loud CRACK!, and a RIP! You watch reaching out as that small body makes a large jolt and lays horridly still and that look stains the small girl’s face never to change. And his neck cricks as he slowly turns it towards you. He smiles and opens his mouth to speak.
”Your heart is mine now, forever to keep
I will treat it right, and hold it oh so tight.
So sing with me, one last time.
Goodnight Starlight. Goodnight…”